After separating from Cui Pingzhi, Lu Xin returned to the palace. He planned to go back to the Yamen of Zhongshu Province to hand over first, but the guards at the gate had not allowed him to set foot in Zhongshu a step.

He thought that the old lady would retaliate, but he didn't expect this revenge to come so quickly and so absolutely. Lu Xin sighed, and did not compete with the guards who acted on orders, but only handed over the Zhongshu Provincial Waist Card in his hand, handed it to the guard, and said, "In this case, Brother Lao will return the waist card to Shangguan, and then bring out my personal belongings." ”

The guard took the card and found that there was a piece of money hidden underneath, and his expression was not so rigid. "Okay, Lord Lu wait."

After a while, the guard went and returned, put the books and clothes that Lu Xin had left in the yamen in a bamboo box, and handed them back to him.

While Lu Xin was waiting, many officials went in and out of the Chinese book, and they all avoided him like a snake and scorpion, and looked at him like a dead man. This made Lu Xinli more or less blocked, took the bamboo box and turned around and walked away.

Walking out of the palace gate against the howling cold wind, Lu Xin looked for the little servant waiting for him, but saw Lu Yun changing into a civilian robe, holding a hand stove in his arms, standing by the carriage waiting for him.

"Why are you here?" Lu Xin walked over.

"I didn't leave." Lu Yun stepped forward, took the bamboo box in Lu Xin's hand, lifted the curtain and said, "I'm waiting for my father to come out." ”

"Oh, don't say it earlier, otherwise you won't go to Zhongshu Province." Lu Xin bent down to get into the car.

There was a warm cage lit in the carriage, which was both warm and smokeless, so that Lu Xin, who was frozen from the inside out, finally relaxed.

Lu Yun put the bamboo box in the corner of the carriage, didn't speak, opened the lid of the warm cage, took out the ginseng soup that was warm inside, and poured a bowl of warm body for Lu Xin.

"Hehe...... Lu Xin finished drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, his body was warm, and he felt like he was finally alive again. In fact, the father has long known that everything that is obtained by others is all in the mirror. But I didn't expect to do it all over again, and it was still very annoying. ”

"Zuo Biography" says that you start with this and must end with this." Lu Yun smiled and said: "Father should be glad that he can finally get rid of the notoriety of the Xiahou Lord's lackey and stand on his own from now on!" ”

"Hehe, let's get through this one first." Lu Xin handed the bowl to Lu Yun, glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you go to the ministry to report?" ”

"My father still has the newspaper of the present world, and I will go to the ministry now, won't I send it to the door to humiliate others?" Lu Yun shook his head and smiled: "I won't do such a stupid thing." ”

"It's also a reason, anyway, we already get what we want, so if we don't go, we won't go." Lu Xin nodded and said, "Then accompany your father?" Look at what kind of Longtan tiger's den is waiting for me, the disaster relief envoy? ”

"That's what the child wants." Lu Yun responded, stretched out his hand and lightly buckled the compartment divider, and the carriage slowly drove down the Tongtian Road.

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The father and son didn't go home either, so they found a small noodle restaurant on the bank of Luoshui, passed lunch with the escort coachman, and then got on a boat and went out of the city to Xingluocang, thirty miles east of the city.

Similar to the Tongluo Cang of the Land Valve, Xingluo Cang is also a Cangcheng built at the foot of the Pi Mountain, but it is larger in scale and more heavily guarded. It is one of the five official warehouses under the jurisdiction of the Taicang Department of the Ministry of Households, the city of Cangcheng is surrounded by more than 10 miles, there are more than 1,400 cellars inside, each cellar stores grain up to 8,000 stones, and 500 warehouse soldiers of the Taicang Department are stationed here day and night.

Before Lu Xin left, he had already informed the Taicang Department that he was going to Xingluocang in the afternoon. When he and Lu Yun arrived at the grain wharf under Xingluo Cang by boat, they saw a red-robed official with seven or eight green-robed miscellaneous officials, already waiting there.

"Xiaguan Taicang Cheng Zhu Dafeng, welcome the disaster relief envoy." Seeing Lu Xin's father and son getting off the boat, the red-robed official with a big belly smiled and hugged his fists and saluted.

"Well, I'm tired." Lu Xin frowned slightly. It is said that as a disaster relief envoy, he came to the warehouse for the first time, and the Taicang Order, the official of the Taicang Department, should show his face. Now he only sent a deputy, obviously not wanting to have anything to do with him.

He didn't talk nonsense with that Zhu fat man, let alone introduce Lu Yun's identity, he only ordered someone to lead the way and walked towards Cangcheng halfway up the mountain. His father and son have a strong physique and walk with the wind, which makes Zhu Dafeng, who is as fat as a pig, suffer. He panted and followed, sweating profusely before he had gone far.

"Slow down, slow down, Lord Lu and wait for the next official."

"Master Zhu walks slowly, and the official will go around Cangcheng first and then meet you." Xiahou Ba is not wrong about one thing, Lu Xinjiu is in the place, and he is very aware of the ghost tricks of the people below, knowing that he is led by the nose by the other party, and he can't see any truth.

"Alas, alas......" Zhu Dafeng had the heart to stop him, but the mountain wind was howling, and he was panting so hard that he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only watch Lu Xin go farther and farther.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and follow!" Zhu Dafeng turned his back to the wind and glared at the warehouse official who was following him.

"Alas, well." The cangguan hurriedly trotted all the way to chase Lu Xin's father and son.

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As soon as Lu Xin's father and son entered Cangcheng, they saw the criss-crossing grain roads, dividing the entire Xingluo Cang into a chessboard. Each square is about 15 zhang long and wide, and there are four to five circular underground grain cellars inside, and each grain cellar also has a roof to protect from the wind and rain. Looking at the past from afar, it is densely packed like a tomb.

Lu Xin walked into a grain cellar and stood under the ceiling, which was only more than one person high, overlooking the huge circular warehouse at his feet.

At this time, the cangguan followed in breathlessly, and when he saw that Lord Qincha's eyes fell on the cellar, he handed a look to Cangding and said, "Open it and ask Lord Qincha to look at it."

The barnmen removed the straw mats that covered the mouth of the cellar, revealing the yellow bran underneath. When the chaff is removed, another layer of mat is revealed.

"My lord, our Xingluo warehouse is an official warehouse directly managed by the Taicang Administration, and the storage and transportation of grain are strictly regulated." Lu Xin watched the operation of the warehouse guards, and listened to the warehouse official explain on the side:

"When it was first built, it took a lot of work. It is necessary to let people dig a five-zhang deep cellar first, and then dry the dug warehouse with fire, spread the grass and wood ash at the bottom of the cellar after burning, and then spread a layer of wooden planks on the bottom of the cellar, and then spread a mat on the wooden board, and then spread the mat after the mat is padded with grain bran; The walls of the cellar are also treated in this way, so as to ensure that the grain will not become moldy for ten years. ”

After that, the grain brought in was loaded into it, and the mat was spread five feet above the ground, and the mat was covered with chaff and sealed with a soil cover. Because it was a disaster relief food temporarily stored here, it was not sealed, but only covered with mats. As the barn official spoke, the barn lifted the mat and revealed the golden rice inside.

Cangguan held a handful of rice in front of Lu Xin like a treasure, Lu Xin twisted a few grains and sent them to his nose, and he smelled the fragrance of new rice.

"It's all new rice that was only threshed this year, and the local people didn't have time to make trouble, so they were transported." Cangguan said with some regret: "Give it to those poor ghosts to eat, it's really bad." ”

Lu Xin glanced at him coldly, and the warehouse official knew that he had lost his words, so he hurriedly shrunk his neck and stopped talking nonsense.